Trouble is, I want to buy everything. So far, we’ve purchased a mug, a tote bag, a carry-all pouch, leggings and a t-shirt. We’re pleased with the quality of products, and can safely say the images on the site are true to colour.

When my youngest turned two, I applied for a part-time job at a local dress boutique. I wanted to get out of the house, and hoped to earn some extra income. If you’ve worked retail, you know where this is going – most of my pay checks just covered my purchases.

Now imagine being able to acquire products bearing designs you’ve created! Have to put things on hold till we’ve made a few more sales, Ric keeps reminding me, but he’s just as bad.

For two years, I’ve been amassing photos, and playing with the images to create art. Now that art is coming to life!

Five years ago, I was forced to give up my career. During that time, getting better was my number one priority. Opening to my creative side has a been a big part of the journey. Constantly, I have asked the question: What can I do? It feels like that question has been answered.

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Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.
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